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“Fuck,” Carlo said, his hands grabbing onto the neckline of my dress. And then he yanked the material with such force it tore right down the middle. I wasn’t wearing a bra, and my breasts stood at attention for him.
His bloody hands covered my breasts. “I love you so fucking much.”
I nodded. “Me too.” I pulled him forward, and we kissed again. As quickly as I could, I pulled my panties down my legs.
Carlo lowered us down to the floor. In a pool of Sergio’s warm blood.
My freedom.
Carlo pulled his cock out and rammed it deep inside of me. We both groaned as he thrust inside, over and over again.
I turned my head and saw the blood dripping off the log. Then I focused in on Sergio’s head.
And—I laughed.
Again.
I gazed back at my lumberjack, his body moving with mine. “I love you,” I whispered as I watched him fuck me. My hands slid over his chest, leaving bloody prints all over him.
My freedom.
Carlo pushed back slightly on his knees. His hands dipped into the blood surrounding us. “I love you, Giselle. So much.” He watched while his fingers painted Sergio’s blood—my freedom—over my breasts and my stomach. “He’ll never touch you again.”
He leaned back over and covered my body with his.
And he fucked me.
Hard.
Until we both exploded our releases.
Covered in Sergio’s blood.
My freedom.
27
A Couple-ish Years Later…
Giselle
“No, I’m just saying that three boys and one girl seem like a lot of kids.”
We watched Dani run after the twins. The boys were giggling their little hearts out. They’d just turned two last week.
And Lucca would be turning one before we knew it. He was currently content to slobber all over a few teddy bear cookies on our picnic blanket.
The picnic blanket I’d made for Carlo for our first date.
The kids loved coming out to the pond. It was so peaceful here. It always put them in a good mood.
“You said you wanted more, Giselle.” My husband’s sparkling blue eyes bore into mine.
After Lucca was born, I’d insisted on getting an IUD. I loved all of our children. But my body needed a dang break from popping out babies every year.
Carlo grudgingly allowed it. But he added, “We’ll talk about this again in a year.”
A year later, neither of us were still getting any sleep. That didn’t stop Carlo from asking me to get rid of my IUD. Of course, he did it while yawning.
